prompt table { 2016 } 100 situations

[iluvroadrunner6]

Because I intend to finish this table one way or the other - please feel free to claim prompts from the list below. Anything with a link or a strikethrough is off limits, but otherwise, comment below and I will mark your prompts as claimed!

001.	Tired	002.	Back Alley	003.	Sunrise	004.	Late	005.	Son
006.	Hot	007.	Friend	008.	Floor	009.	Cheat	010.	Think
011.	Disgust	012.	Shelter	013.	Borrow	014.	Chair	015.	Alter
016.	Peace	017.	Beach	018.	True	019.	Crazy	020.	Love
021.	New	022.	Beggar	023.	False	024.	Happy	025.	Cancer
026.	Pickpocket	027.	Reverse	028.	Deliver	029.	Arrival	030.	Fall
031.	Knife	032.	Torn	033.	Danger	034.	Neutral	035.	Mate
036.	Fly	037.	Loud	038.	Touch	039.	Seek	040.	Argue
041.	Work	042.	Sink	043.	Nut	044.	Stuck	045.	Animal
046.	Pray	047.	Kill	048.	Light	049.	Cold	050.	Affair
051.	Restaurant	052.	Movie	053.	Wait	054.	Patient	055.	Crime
056.	Choke	057.	Fever	058.	Summer	059.	Eat	060.	Thirst
061.	Chance	062.	Appear	063.	Whisper	064.	Day	065.	Scream
066.	Fail	067.	Confused	068.	Smile	069.	Come	070.	Alone
071.	Fast	072.	Slow	073.	Return	074.	Fire	075.	Positive
076.	Baby	077.	Upset	078.	Kitchen	079.	Winter	080.	Ignorant
081.	Fool	082.	Afraid	083.	Prison	084.	Sex	085.	Hate
086.	Alarm	087.	Genius	088.	Negative	089.	Flood	090.	Bomb
091.	Hospital	092.	Trap	093.	Celebrate	094.	Old	095.	Disappear
096.	Writer‘s Choice.	097.	Writer‘s Choice.	098.	Writer‘s Choice.	099.	Writer‘s Choice.	100.	Writer‘s Choice.

Prompts Written: 100/100
Total Word Count: 124,261 words

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and we make a great escape ~ knights of legend ~ 817

[killmypatience]

Her head aches with a dull throb as she starts to come to and assess the situation, knowing that she likely isn’t going to like the scenario no matter what happens. She’s at least sitting up, so that’s a plus, but her hands are bound down to the back of whatever chair she happens to be sitting on. Everything in her body aches, with the feeling that she’s been stuck in this particular situation for a while, even if she isn’t entirely sure how she got here at this particular moment in time. There’s someone tied to the chair with her, she can feel the heat of the body behind her, and she slowly tries to force her head up with a bit of a groan to get a better idea of the world around her.

The hands behind her back move, fingers wrapping around her wrist and giving it a small gentle squeeze.

“Kate? Are you awake?”

There’s both relief and disappointment in her expression when she realizes that it’s Baal tied to the chair behind her. Relief in that he’s alive and okay but also disappointment in the fact that he’s stuck in here with her. She would much rather he be away and safe, but if they’re stuck here together then they can at least do this together.

“I am. Are you okay?”

“Well enough,” he replies. “Do you remember what happened?”

She remembers the mission well enough – they had been sent to investigate some strange disappearances as per usual, and while she’s fairly certain they came across the source of the trouble, she also knows that there were other knights with them at the time.

“Is anyone else here with us?”

“They don’t seem to be. Looks like it’s just the two of us.”

Kate exhales slowly, before pulling her hand from his and pressing them to the sides of the chairs they’re held to. “Okay, here’s what I’m thinking. I freeze the chairs enough to break, and then we try to find a way to either contact the rest of the team, or find our way back to the rendezvous.”

“With no weapons?”

“Well, I guess I’ll have to be enough weapon for the both of us.” She starts to concentrate on the arms of the chairs, hoping that if nothing else, at least being free will gain them some kind of advantage. “Or maybe our Excaliburs are around here somewhere.”

His fingers find her skin again, giving her arm a small squeeze so that they aren’t touching where she’s trying to freeze the chair. “Don’t over exert yourself, love. We still have to get out of here when all of this is done.”

She nods, and it doesn’t take much longer for the elements of the chair to freeze. She forces her hands against the surface once, twice, three times before the wood splinters and splits, shattering under the force of their blows and freeing them from the chairs. It takes all of a moment to dust themselves off and get to their feet, before she turns to face him with a small smile, and nods.

“Let’s get the hell out of here.”

He smirks before nodding his agreement. “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

* * * * *

The trip out of the maze they were trapped in was far more eventful, but at the end of the day, the other prisoners were saved, they escaped their captors, and they rendezvoused with the rest of the team to take care of the threat once and for all. Kate is relieved as she collapses down into her seat on the plane as they make their way home, ready to sleep off her injuries and heal up for their next mission, but that doesn’t stop her from glancing up with a smile when Baal opts to take the seat next to her.

“How are you feeling?”

“Tired. But I’ll be fine.” She shifts closer to rest her head against his shoulder. “You?”

“I think I would have preferred you not angering the basilisk by trying to freeze it to death, but at least none of us got turned to stone.”

She smirks. “I’m afraid I only had a few options at my disposal at the moment. If I ever upgrade to being able to conjure bullets out of my mind, though, I’ll be sure to let you know.”

He laughs a bit at that, before turning to press a kiss to the top of her head. “All things considered, I’m glad you are safe.”

“I’m glad you’re safe as well, she tips her head up to meet him in a soft kiss, before sighing and resettling into his shoulder again. “But right now, I think we are both due for a nap.”

“Agreed,” he says with a small smile, before she closes her eyes and off they drift to sleep.